I wish I had a different life…

I’m jealous of y’all who have a best friend.

I’m jealous of you all who have a social life.

Who have a family they relate with.

I am here with just a husband, who really isn’t shit. I have no friends; no cousins my age or siblings I’m really close with. I’m just alone: I come home at 4:30 from work and debate on going to bed. I just sit in on my phone until about 930, I take some Ativan and melatonin and sleep 10 hours then my day starts all over again.

I want more. I want a life. I feel so helpless and done. Is this life? Are things gonna get better? How do I make friends when I’m 22 years old. I feel like everyone has their best friend that they have had for years. I have a husband who doesn’t even treat me like his wife most the time. I’m lost. I’m depressed. I want out of this life.

I think what triggered this is all these people having Friendsgiving. They’re positing at 9 pm making dinner and having drinks while I’m laying in bed at 8pm about to go to sleep on a Saturday night. What happened to me?